In a real mess

Appeal results is going to take another week or two. Although it can happen, but the chances are low.

If miracle do happen, I will go for the January intake surely. Very UNLIKELY. May intake is only 4 months later and maybe, with more students enrolling by then, I'll have a better chance to look for my future wife. *some say that is when you find one* Not ideal but hardly a worst case scenario.

Haven't got a job since July and if I were to help my family financially, I need to get a job before November. That could be a bit of a problem.Apart from the daily expenses, I also plan to invest on something I've always wanted.A DSLR ! It will help me cope with the so called boring-life at Kampar. But it seems I might just have to delay the purchase.

To makes things a little bit worse, my biological clock has been set to London's GMT. Its 5am now and I'm still very much awake.

I'm a jobless, 21 year old who failed to graduate yet again. In a real mess now.

Missed Graduation By The Smallest Of Margins

Its like missing the World Cup after losing out on goal difference. Only this time, the wait is 8 months long, not 4 years.

Its like being suspended for a Champions League final for a stupid red card. Only this time, I'm appealing to TARC, not UEFA.

Its like Zidane in the 2006 World Cup. Put in a fantastic performance, and during his last match as a pro in the final, got himself sent off and France lost. Only this time, my dreams are still alive.

Its like Ah Beh playing futsal. Ran through the whole defense, with the keeper away from goal, the target wide open, pulls the trigger and . . . HITS THE POST !!! As a result, we had a "half-time" break, because everybody laughed their butt off. Only this time, its not funny.

If you have no idea of what I'm talking about, no worries.I have it all summed up.

To sum up my feelings after getting a C- out of 4, One simple word-disappointed. It was that close, having passed the rest of my nightmare papers and now, this one, one grade below passing grade. So close,yet so far.

I've submitted my appeal. Not sure if it will do any good. Either way I'll go consult the college counselor soon.

Pangkor 30/9-2/10 (2009)

1 Malaysia, 1 Pangkor !!!

Went for a vacation at Pangkor, a place I haven't visited for a very long time. The tour guide was Kev this time. We're also joined by Marcus-nator Kim. So its me and 2 big, hairy dudes on an all guys trip !Sounds wrong? It is. Could have been a great holiday but the weather somewhat ruined the plan a bit.

First of all we were unaware that there were earthquakes,tsunami and typhoon around SEA until we came back from the beach. The sea was rough. The waves hit us quite hard.As a result I lost my sleeper which was at the edge of the beach. Looks pretty fun isn't it? It is.

An all-guys holiday trip is not always bad thing but this time the trip does feel quite 'empty'. Its like McValue Meal without the fries. Enjoyable, but not ideal. I tried but none of my female friends could join. And the make matters worse our tour guide brought along the most gay movie, ever made called Bruno !

The sunset was unfortunately nowhere as beautiful as the one I saw at Penang few days ago.The whole feel of enjoying the view just wasn't there.But on the upside, the wind and waves are much stronger. That makes the beach look dangerous and very much more exciting !

But then because it was dangerous the boats wouldn't take us to the surrounding islands and of course, no snorkeling. Under these conditions its just not possible.

The whole trip was not bad. There aren't too many place to visit at Pangkor but if there were chicks around and no bad weather, I'm sure it would have been much better ! Any way, thanks to Kev for being the tour guide and thanks to Mr.Tan, the tauke of Seagull, for fetching us around.